The Dreams we are chasing and the reality that is chasing us are always parallel; they will never meet.

 

Thursday, May 21, 2015

Thursday, 21. 4. 2015



Can anyone tell me what's living life without a purpose? It feels so meaningless.
Why is it so hard for me to expand my social circle?
Why is it that every time I need to club, there's no one to ask.
Why is everybody taking my generosity, being there for them for granted.
Why doesn't anybody prioritize me?
Why don't people mean what they said?


When everyone is down at their lowest, I was there for them, immediately.
IMMEDIATELY. I SAID FUCKING IMMEDIATELY. 
And now I feel so fucking empty for my social life, no one notice it. NO ONE
Yeah, continue focusing on those who show their weakling pain and forget about me,
the one who ease your fucking depression mental state.


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